Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Carter

Yo! Yo Joint did this
This here is crazy
I-I feel big! what I
Not, not big in the of weight, you know what I mean
Like weight or, nothing like that
colossal, like you know what I mean? Like, ahh
I you were looking for me

(Hey Mr. Carter)
Hello!
(Tell me where you been?)
Ha ha ha, you know! Ha ha ha
(They asking, they been searching, they been wondering why)
Yeah, ha ha, ha I know! Ha ha

(Hey Mr. Carter)
Hey, Hello!
(Tell me have you been?)
Shit, you know! Ha ha ha
(They asking, they been searching, they been wondering why)
Ha ha ha!

Yeah, to you, forever, me to you
I heard say church, I'ma need a suit
I'ma need a coupe, I need a roof
Flyer than Beetle juice, juice, be-the-juice

I got the floor, I'm see the roof
Didn't wear a
So I got shot and you can see the
Blind colored guide me and see the truth
Wonder if do?

But I'ma leave it to God, not Beaver, you
Cause I'ma murder, why I ol' and even you?
Man, I got hating on me cause I'm hotter than the sun
Got Spring hating on me cause I never sprung

Winter hating on me cause I'm colder than
And I would never, I would never, I would Fall
I'm being by the seasons
So fuck who hating for no reason!

(Hey Mr. Carter)
I am him!
(Tell me where you been?)
the world and I'm back again!
(They asking, they been searching, they been wondering why)
Who's been asking about me? In case wondering
Haa!

(Hey Mr. Carter)
I am him!
(Tell me where you been?)
Around the world and now I'm again!
(They been asking, they searching, they been wondering why)
Who's been asking about me? In you're wondering
Haa!

Yeah, I in and out the bank, bitch!
While all ya'll asshole niggas on the same shit, I flush
And it go down the drain quick
Two you will never hear, "Wayne Quit"

Cause Wayne win, and they
I call them Babies, cause they Fools
And they snooze, we up
Feet up, like a

Or paraplegic, I park
In a red and yellow thang, old Atlanta Hawk
Like I'm Collipark, but I'm from Hollygrove!
Now all my scream, "Soup," Woo,and "Da da dooh!"

I know my role and I it well
And I it well on my Libra Scale
I a pussy, fuck a pussy, leave it there
hair don't even care

Young!
(Hey Mr. Carter)
I am him!
(Tell me where you been?)
Around the and now I'm back again!
(They been asking, been searching, they been wondering why)
Who's asking about me? In case you're wondering

(Hey Mr. Carter)
I am him!
(Tell me where you been?)
the world and now I'm back again!
(They been asking, they searching, they been wondering why)
been asking about me? In case you're wondering

Cheah! I'm right cheah, in my chair, with my and my dear
Queen Bee, as I share mic with my heir
Young Carter, go farther, go further, go
Is not why we came? And if not, then why bother?

Show no mercy in
I'm far from being the bastard that had fathered
Now my name's being mentioned the martyrs
The and the Pac's and the Marley's and the Marcuses

Garvey, got me a Cocktail
Flow even if you box well can't the blows
Kaboom, the Roc Boy in the
The boy just came off the spoon

Also, I'm so fly I'm on
Pilot, while guys just stare at my
I see Euro's, right, plural
I took so much from this rap game, it's your go

(Hey Mr. Carter)
Young!

my go
Yeah, and go so opposite of soft
Off the Richter, Camacho, man, Randy Savage
Far from average, status quo
Flow, so, pro

I know, I rise
And I pass
They say, "What up, man?"
Stop up my past!
And next time you Pac, Biggie, and Jay-Z
Don't forget baby!

(Hey Mr. Carter)
Ay man
(Tell me where you been?)
Yo!
(They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why)
Ha ha ha

(Hey Mr. Carter)
Ay Man
(Tell me have you been?)
Hova!
(They been asking, they been searching, they been why)
Weezy!

(Hey Mr. Carter)
Ha ha ha
(Tell me have you been?)
I been
(They been asking, been searching, they been wondering why)
hard, cheah!

(Hey Mr. Carter)
And I swear to everything, when I this Earth
(Tell me where you been?)
It's gonna be on both feet, never in the dirt
(They been asking, they been searching they been why)
You can try me fucka, but I squeeze it hurts

Fine, we lose two lives, yours and
Gimme any amount of time, let Mrs. Carter grieve
At the funeral parlor, dripping down my sleeve
Gimme any amount of time, don't let Mrs. Carter